Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

Treyton was fuming, he did not say a

cool down and reflect on your actions.

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt. “Are you

could I place you under house arrest? Think of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so

“Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to

nodded decisively.

batons. You have my permission to beat him

came to that, she would

no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I

I’m scared of a

her eyebrows coldly. “You should be. If you piss me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would only be able to watch the

He refused to say another

around Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn left. novelxo.com

departing, she turned around and said, “Call me

watched as she and Cedrick entered the

the car did not

march of footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed

first instead. Forced back into his

house did Gwendolyn and Cedrick disappear into

showed up early the following morning at her

being on good

reasons, her secretary had

was to spend the following two

hour later, the manager of the HR department arrived with

said without taking her

permission, the two figures

imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that

did not so much as

secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is

engrossed in typing. She did not look at the

of my appointments have to be made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I expect a fresh cup of coffee on my desk…” She went on for over a minute without even looking up. “Got it?” she asked

nodded. “Understood, Ms.